Chapter Eighteen

Helene

"What do you want?" I asked with a frown on my face as soon as I saw who it was that was standing in front of my cell.

I was already expecting him to show up sooner or later, but I made up my mind earlier that I wasn't going to indulge him in any sort of conversation because he was only going to try to intimidate me, and I wouldn't let him get to me.

"I'm pretty sure that you can already guess what I want, and you can wipe that frown off your face because I'm not here to pick a fight with you," he replied, and I mentally rolled my eyes at him.

"I think we can both agree on the fact that it's not for us not to get into an argument, so there is no need for you to try to act nicely because I'm not going to fall for whatever game you're trying to play with me," I told him off quickly because I wasn't buying his words at all.

We've known each other for a few weeks now, but we've only had conversations a few times because he and I could not just get along, and since I've already est